I don’t think I have totally gushed about my absolute love for all things fall. A natural, authentic, true love that goes well beyond the sweaters, boots, and pumpkin spice lattes (which is good, since I’m more of a mint mocha kind of girl).

 

What I love most of all about this season is how well it lends itself as a backdrop for those of us who make it in this world as a picture-taker. As the leaves change their colors and leave their trees like confetti falling to the ground, it is the one time of the year that leaves me in complete and total awe of nature and the world. Everything works in a mysterious tandem that has gorgeous results.

 

I think sweet baby Freja is going to think so, too.

 

A couple of Sundays back, I joined this adorable trio back on the family farm. The last time we met here it was late spring, and the farm was coming alive with the summer season, and Dan and Elizabeth were just about ready to meet their little lady. It was a perfect setting for that maternity session.

 

It was now (already) three months later, which seriously seemed to come and go in a blink of an eye. The vibrant greens of summer were turning into the autumnal hues of harvest. Little Freja and her pools for blue eyes took in every little detail watching me, watching the sky, watching Mom and Dad.

 

This was no different when we reconvened the session a week later at a local park. The yellow and gold leaves collected on the emerald grass carpet, still soft enough for a picnic-like setting that allowed Freja to once again see everything that a Minnesota fall has to offer.

 

Take a look at what these afternoons had to offer…